Friday, March 29, 2013

Happy Easter


The air is vivid with the promise of Spring.


What better way to chase away the last of winter
than with this Rice Paper (Idea leucone) butterfly.

Our city, Montreal, celebrates spring with a wonderful exhibition of butterflies from around the world, flying free in the Botanical greenhouse.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Snow Ducks

Tired of paddling in the frigid pond
the ducks are on the move.


Spring has tickled the earth beneath the snow
and they forage for the vegetation that begins to grow.


They're funny
these forest ducks,

wiggling their way
around branch and tree,
maneuvering over root and snag.

With bright orange snowshoes
they waddle along

With an occasional stumble and flap
when one foot sinks too deep.

They look at home,
snuggled
in their warm brown
feathers.

Of course they'd like the snow.
It's nothing more than frozen water :)


Monday, March 25, 2013

Patience


Ah snow!

Lit by the sun
against the bright blue sky,
You're dazzling!


I wait
patient as a dove
fluffed and ruffled
quiet and still.


I know you won't remain much longer.
A few days of warm temperatures


and you'll be
a beautiful memory.



Friday, March 22, 2013

Hippety-Hop-Brrrrr!


What do you do when the road you like to use is covered in snow?

You plow through at super-speed!


You swerve around and over hurdles!


You tunnel under snow mountains!

And shake it all off first chance you get.  Brrrrr!




Wednesday, March 20, 2013

First Day of Spring


First day of what?!?

All the birds showed up for the first day of Spring.
Unfortunately so did 30 cm of new snow!


Miss Cardinal did not appreciate
how the snow was messing with her well-styled hair.

I heard the boisterous and distinctive calls
of this cloud of Red-Winged Blackbirds from inside my house.


I imagine they are reprimanding spring for her delay.


Like this dove,
all we can do is patiently wait
while winter gives us one last hurrah.



Friday, March 15, 2013

The Rings of Time


Trees are the ultimate story tellers.

Hidden between their rings of time are tales of: injury, drought, hardship, growth, peace, insect invasions and forest fires.

Dendrochronology, the study and interpretation of tree rings can tell us everything we need to know about a tree's history.

When I came across this fallen tree I couldn't help stopping to count its rings.
Imagine my surprise when I discovered it is about the same age as I am;
Middle age for me, but quite young for a tree.


Its bark,
A roadmap of life,
 Filled with light and dark, highs and lows,
Reflects a beauty that comes with time and age.


The tree's stump tells us the final part of this story.



You can see why it had to be cut down...

It remains in the ground,
a marker for a tree that held this spot for fifty-some years.


Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Looking Up


Today has me looking up!

Nothing to see down below but
SNOW,
SLUSH,
GREYNESS
and
YUCK!


This time of year tests my patience.

Each day I scour the spring landscape
in search of
GREEN,
COLOURFUL,
LAND!


While I wait for the trees
to dress themselves in brand new leaves,

I'll keep looking up.



Monday, March 11, 2013

Soft Signs of Spring


Close your eyes


Do not peek

And I'll rub Spring


Across your cheek.


Fluffy as a kitten

Warm as fur

The only thing missing


Is the tell-tale purr.

White tufted cotton

Beneath a crimson hat

Clouds of pussy willows

 Imagine that!


Inspired by the poem: Pussy Willows
By: Aileen Fisher

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Sweet Mystery


"The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious.


It is the source of all true art and science.


He to whom this emotion is a stranger,
Who can no longer pause to wonder
And stand rapt in
Awe,


Is as good as dead:

His eyes are closed."


Quote from: Albert Einstein

Friday, March 1, 2013

Ice Diamonds


Although it doesn't seem possible, we received another huge snowfall yesterday.

Earlier, before the storm hit, the sun came out and with it
I felt the gentle touch of spring.


Here are my favourite clematis seed-heads wearing ice diamonds,
whose beauty is both rare and ephemeral.

"They say diamonds are forever,
Yes forever and a day,


But if diamonds are forever,
Then they must be here to stay.

I think love will live forever,
Way beyond forever's day,

It's not diamonds as eternal,
No matter what they say.

Diamonds are a fleeting fancy,
As soon they will be gone,

But if love is your true diamond,
It will ever linger on.

So if you are seeking diamonds,
And I know you always will,


Then just find the kind of diamonds,


That your life,
with love,
will fill.


"Diamonds are Forever"
By: W. Diane Van Zwol

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